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    (Just what is it that you want to do?) We wanna be free We wanna be free to do what we wanna do And we wanna get loaded And we wanna have a good time And that's what we're gonna do (No way, baby, let's go) We're gonna have a good time We're gonna have a party

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    <lora:Check_Military:0.5> macro, detailed, realism, style, photograph , <lora:detailed:0.5> detailed style, , closeup of a mans hand holding a knife, angry australian cowboy holding up a spoon , shallow depth of field, cinematic <lora:Perfect Hands:1> perfect, hands <lora:perfection style:1> perfection style
    Breathe with me Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane (Come play my game) Inhale, inhale, you're the victim (Come play my game) Exhale, exhale, exhale Breathe the pressure
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    Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wings Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt" Fine, sign of the time we elapse When a primate climb up a spine and attach Eye for an eye, by the bog life swamps and vines They get a rise out of frogs and flies So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right
    text on the side of the ship saying "given"
    When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special
    <lora:Chieftain_Tank_-_Early_SDXL:0.75> action shot, a chftntank is driving at speed through snow, partially submerged, viewed from low angle, in river, in rural estonia, mud and snow spraying, gloomy weather, drizzle, at dawn, winter
    Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wings Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt" Fine, sign of the time we elapse When a primate climb up a spine and attach Eye for an eye, by the bog life swamps and vines They get a rise out of frogs and flies So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right
    documentary photo <lora:JJsAbandonedHospital_XL:0.65> in abandoned surgical theatre
    <lora:Battlefield ww1 style:0.65> battlefield ww1 style, cinematic shot, dawn, natural lighting, distant explosions, in the foreground a tired british soldier, take cover , tired expression, thin man, young man
    cinematic, richard hammond, , standing next to burning wrecked car<lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.75> <lora:sdxl:0.6>
    <lora:Check_Military:0.5> macro, detailed, realism, style, photograph , <lora:detailed:0.5> detailed style <lora:perfection style:0.25> perfection style <lora:add-detail-xl:2> <lora:artfullyDIORAMA_SDXL_V1:1> artdrm, diorama, tilt shift photo of a model diorama, model of the inside interior of a modern n essex nightclub bar, plastic figurines of a group of chav girls (group of young british women dressed for a night out:1.5), dancing drunk on a dancefloor
    cctv still, from a high angle, pause vhs, seen on crt tv screen, surgical table, mortuary slab, covered in lobsters
    cinematic movie action scene, john_wick running through the city towards the camera, as bullets splash in the puddles around him, low angle shot, at night , raining, wet clothes, determined expression, unshaven, long greasy hair,
    Now, if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix You wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz How he spoke through a NoDoz motor on the fritz ‘Cause he wouldn't play rollover fetch like a bitch And express no regrets, though he isn't worth a homeowner's piss To the jokers who pose by the glitz Fine, sign of the swine in the swarm When a king is a whore who comply and conform Miles outside of the eye of the storm With a siphon to lure out a prize and award While avoiding the vile and bizarre that is violence and war True blue triumph is more Like, "Wait, let it snake up out of the centerfold Let it break the walls of Jericho, ready go" Sat where the old, cardboard city folk Swap tales with heads, like every other penny throw
    <lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.7> richard hammond, wearing spacesuit, on the moon, awkward smile, standing in front of, wrecked apollo capsule, crater in ground (<lora:sdxl:0.7> burning, destroyed fighter jet in background) (jet on fire) cinematic
    hd, 8k, 4k, photo, amsterdam, prostitute, red-light disrtict, night, behind window, booth
    cinematic, richard hammond, , standing next to burning wrecked car, formula 1 car <lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.6> <lora:mclaren_m14a_SDXL-prodigy-LoRA-v06:0.7>
    <lora:cyberpunk style v2:0.7> photo, film still, cinematic, <lora:JJsCyberPunkCity_XL:0.7> cyberpunk city off center in the foreground, a human rebel, a grizzled man with short, asymmetric haircut, unshaven, athlete physique, wearing leather biker jacket with neon luminous stitching, baggy tactical camo pants, holds a futuristic plastic assault rifle gun, standing close to the camera, focused in his face, in the background is a rainy, dystopian city street, retrofuturistic, there are neon signs and TV screens with advertisements, there is a hazy smoky atmosphere, a tense scene, <lora:Perfect Hands:0.3> perfect, hands <lora:Assault_rifle:0.7> holding, rifle, gun <lora:Split Lighting style v2:0.5> <lora:Split Diopter style:0.7> split, diopter, style split image focus, split lighting, dark foreground, bright background
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